Just speaking to my friend today on the phone about an hour ago and she was saying how one of the little boys in her class is very mischievous and someone tells her oh he is from the tribe of Bedouin. Earlier this morning I posted on my twitter that I think I might have been Bedouin in my previous life after seeing a picture on one of my favorite blogs » earth verbatim » anyway it tickled me that she someone would say the reason the little one was mischievous because he is Bedouin!!! I like mischievous kids I was one myself still have a little of it in me still. Rock on little Mischievous Bedouin!
As he stood to cross the streets heading to her apartment, the words of his grandfather echoed in his head as he watched the musician across the street in blank stare standing in the rain.
He had flown from thousands of miles to see her and she didn’t know it.
(The words of his Grandfather spoken to him on the play ground when he was 8yrs old.)
Get Crazy! Get Mad! break free from fear! Fight Fight Fight for love in the name of love! Go after her, stop waiting for understanding and take action. What I’ve learned with my relationship with the Universe is that once I’ve taken action the Universe starts to help out lending me an extra hand or two things fall into place understanding then comes into play thoughts are clear, the mind is open and free when action is in motion. For those who sit and wait for things to happen usually things never happen. It happens when you make it happen. So get up kick, jump, skip, hop, run after her go get her let her know she is the most beautiful flower on all the playgrounds int he world!